Alex Baird wrote:If intentionally targeting the groin is the only way to beat someone, then I guess I'll lose. I don't need to try to cause real injury to a fellow fighter to win a fight that won't matter 5 minutes later.
If the only way someone can get me to take a blow is to whack my groin, I hope they will find a more polite way of explaining the problem, like shouting "Quit being a fuckin' rhino!!!" at me.
Sir Mathghamhain MacAlpin wrote:Rhubarb, plain rhubarb, not the strawberry-rhubarb concoction that was created in some unholy kitchen, is the _only_ pie truly worthy of kings!
Malcolm_Mor wrote:Oh, and a pox on all ya'lls apple and lime. It's blueberry, or ye ain't got a hair on yer arse.
I can say without reservation that I have NO hair on my ass.
I like blueberry, too. And cherry. And pecan. Strawberry. Peach.
Rhubarb is right out.
Martel le Hardi
black for the darkness of the path
red for a fiery passion
white for the blinding illumination
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Ursus, verily thou rocketh.
I apply algebraic notations that prove apple is superior to key lime.
Key lime is good, though, as this other set of algebraic notations proves.
And one does not need groin protection to eat pie.
now a nice norman apple pie, with tart apples, heavy cream, and a drop or two of calvados ....
Holy crap, that sounds incredible.
Martel le Hardi
black for the darkness of the path
red for a fiery passion
white for the blinding illumination
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Ursus, verily thou rocketh.
Sir Mathghamhain MacAlpin wrote:I would NEVER deliberately throw ANY shot at neck or throat! I want all of my friends to GET UP and WALK off the field!
Mathghamhain
Exactly my point of view. These are my friends. I'm not trying to kill them or maim them for life.
Martel le Hardi
black for the darkness of the path
red for a fiery passion
white for the blinding illumination
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Ursus, verily thou rocketh.